Bringing System to Great Tang

Everyone didn't understand Li Yi's purpose. Zhuangzi wouldn't let people in, and the buildings by the river would not get in the way.

　　 "Brother Yi!" Li Longji is used to using this title to ask questions today.

　　 "One day, I suddenly said that the houses where the first batch of students lived were open to the outside world and only forty-two people were recruited. If conditions permit, would others work hard for this condition?"

　　 Li Yi said his plan, is that row of houses precious?

　　 Everyone nodded, and everyone with children in the family wanted to go to Lijiazhuangzi.

　　 If you come in, you can serve as a shame official for other children. The number of places in the court is limited.

　　 Lu Huaishen was tempted: "What kind of conditions?"

　　 "Many people are unwilling to learn the knowledge I teach, so I will test their knowledge and take the top forty-two.

　　 In fact, it should take the top few hundred, only open the building, and not open the others first.

　　 I want to find a way to teach the students of Lijiazhuangzi to go out, and ensure that they will be promoted in the local government. "

　　 Li Yi doesn’t shy away from it, I’m just doing this calculation, all the major colleges and universities, all stand aside, I’m a ‘Zhongyang Dang School’.

　　 "Xiao Yi, remember that you asked others to come over the past two years. Everyone was busy for a while, and if they didn't make a trip, they could still..." Yao Chong asked regretfully.

　　 "Aren't your two sons okay?" Li Yi was surprised.

　　 "Three." Yao Chong stretched out three fingers.

　　 "Yes, yes, three, the boss is not dead, the boss and the second are cheating on your position as prime minister."

　　 Li Yi remembered, look at Wei Zhigu.

　　 Wei Zhigu fisted at Li Yi, everything was silent, and he helped out his breath.

　　 "Brother's family also has children." Yao Chong can only say this on this special occasion today.

　　 "The kid in your brother's family is committing a crime, you are in the regiment, oh..." Li Yi thought of another question.

　　 "It's okay, there's me." Liu rushed out, I promise to clean up, Yao Chong can't help it.

　　 "Old Yao, I don't accept any interference lately, busy! I have to practice surgery later, give me a set of books, and learn by myself first."

　　 Li Yi refused. He missed the chance of not coming back. It was not a game.

　　 "Also!" Yao Chong agreed, otherwise what could be done?

　　 "What is Lao Zhong doing now?" Li Yi suddenly thought of himself.

　　 "Who?" Several people asked together.

　　 "Zhong Shaojing, the former Shangshu from the Ministry of Households, became...er..."

　　 "Vice President of Datang Calligraphy Propaganda Research Cooperative Association." Li Longji didn't forget, there is this.

　　 "The third brother is still memorable, what position do I have? Director?

　　 The weather is warm, and we organize activities. In Jingzhao Mansion, the people of Jingzhao Mansion are working hard to learn to read and write.

　　 divided into ranks, held calligraphy and painting competitions. Participating awards give ten dollars to one person. According to different level groups, the things given are different. "

　　 Li Yi thinks that his official is incompetent, and he never organizes activities or donates money.

　　 The fonts used in newspapers and dictionaries were all written by Lao Zhong, and I was exhausted.

　　 The officials are at a loss, what do you want to do, Li Yi? Your handwriting is good, even if it is written like a dog, who dares to say that it is bad?

　　 At least we dare not belittle, we are afraid of spreading, the people write Wanminshu.

　　 Forget it, don’t have a nightmare tonight. Wang Damu, Wang Damu, do you harm people!

　　 Li Yi turned around and used a spoon to skim the froth out of the soup pot. The water in the kettle was cold just now, and the froth underneath was turned up.

　　 He put aside patiently and said: "With special publicity needs, we will promote the development of the local economy, form industrialization and scale, establish a culture with local characteristics, and create a local business card. Didn't it say in the book?"

　　 A large group of officials wanted to cry. I wrote this sentence. I have an impression. What then?

　　"Calligraphy and painting require pens, ink, paper, inkstone, pen holders, paperweights, cutters, pen washes, pen hangers, arm rests, and so on.

　　Everything is divided into three or sixty-nine grades and has a place of origin, including Xuancheng refers to the wax that is additionally waxed in the painting.

　　 If you list these things and promote them, the local area can invigorate the economy by providing such things.

　　 Lao Zhong is really not suitable for being a scholar of the Ministry of Households, there is no way to make money at all!

　　 Ah Lao Bi, I am not talking about you, really not, you can do it. "

　　 Li Yi saw that everyone was puzzled, so he had to introduce listlessly.

　　 "Xiao Yi, if you don't say the last sentence, the old man will be very grateful to you." Bi Gou looked ugly.

　　 "Everyone! I took the last sentence back just now." Li Yi nodded to Bi Gou.

　　 "Thanks!" Bi Gou gritted his teeth.

　　 "Hahahaha~~~" Everyone laughed again.

　　"That’s what it means. The people have more money and the cultural atmosphere has grown.

　　The more the initial period, the more important the local industry.

　　 Even if you make smoked chicken, grilled chicken, duck, roast goose, songhua egg, and rice noodles in your county, you can succeed.

　　 Like the pickled mustard they make, something that is obviously worthless, after a series of processing, the added value will be obtained.

　　 As Zaifu, you can not implement the specifics, but you have to understand the policies.

　　 One person counts the shortcomings, and two counts the length. I can't cover everything. There are always omissions. You should help me to check the gaps. "

　　 Li Yi is not angry at this time.

　　 After finishing his froth, he scooped up some soup and tasted it.

　　 turned around and took a large piece of ginger, washed it slightly, and held it in the palm of his hand, the knife began to slice.

　　According to the storytelling, a knife is as fast as a knife, and a knife is as close as a knife. But the blade was light, and the blade was nowhere to be seen.

　　 Pieces of ginger, as thin as a cicada's wings, flew into the pot.

　　 Others were stunned, but the little girl Feng Qingdai's eyes were shining, Jiang Yousi connected. The knife needs to be fast enough, so why can't he master it?

　　 "How many knives can you get if you are to execute a torture? No, you can make fish fillets and make sure they are delicious."

　　 Gao Lishi actually thought of Qiren first~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and then he woke up and changed his mind.

　　Bi Gou took a deep breath: "Xiao Yi, it's only proficient, why should it be so. If the old man can practice, half a month is enough! Not to mention cutting ginger, but also cutting meat."

　　 "Okay! Lao Bi, you practice for half a month, I will find you a piece of sirloin for you to cut."

　　 Li Yi's **** slices are finished, and he said while washing the knife and hands.

　　 "You talked about the calligraphy and painting competition, the old man will not have to spend half a month, and there is no problem drawing the sirloin."

　　 Bi Gou doesn't want to have the same knowledge as Li Yi, but the other party is young and ignorant!

　　 "Brother, organize it. I saw that many of the middle courtyard walls have not been demolished. They painted mortars, painted on them, and brought paints to increase the color of peace."

　　 Li Yi would not really ask Bi Gou to cut the sirloin with his hands. Instead, he would use a scalpel. A kitchen knife is absolutely not acceptable, and it is not this kind of cutting method.

　　 Li Longji is pleasing to the eye. While listening to Yidi talk about economics, while watching Yidi show his sword skills, he feels refreshed and his breathing feels cool.

　　 Not only is it cool, it’s also a bit cold, isn’t it raining outside all the time?

　　 "Okay, okay! It should be so. As soon as Brother Yi came back, I felt at ease for my brother.

　　 Li Longji doesn't care whether Zaifu and the people in the group are sad, he tells the truth.

　　 Brother Yi returned from the seeds of good crops. He didn't have much rest. He still answered all questions, knowing everything and talking endlessly.

　　 For an instant, the entire Datang seemed to be alive.

　　 As for Zaifu and the people in the group, alas! Someone has to do the hard work, keep it!